Party game...
You know what's coming next mareboi..." dunlup growled into the young stallion's ear, watching in amusement as that long flowing equine tail popped up and to one side. "heh yeah there's a good boi."
Cementing alliances...
"ammm fuk... that was good mareboi... here is yer reward." the paint stallion snorted, dismissingly tossing the soiled panties onto the roan stallion's long narrow muzzle. "now get going... while we finish cunting your sissy son's boi holes."
Hooves in the city of Nodd...
The traps that midnight had left within his brain would be sprung, slowly and carefully, torvo would become another sissy mareboi, just like hooves.
Locked...
"that's it pansy mareboi... you know how to please a male. don't you doxy?" one of the gathered rams chuckled in lewd encouragement, as they watched the older male masterfully use the horse's passive mouth.
Crashing the Donkey ball
"guess i'll just have to see if you're as much of a mareboi as your sire..." the fat old blacksmith chuckled, as he watch the pretty highborn colt's hip's bucking as that little dick was stroked.
It's a lock...
"come on mareboi open up." darby snickered lifting his finger up to the horse's muzzle, jerome's flaring nostrils picking up the scent of his own tail hole on that finger. "nn..."